Bleep-Bleep
exhausted by all the bull***t talk
by all the mindless blabber over lukewarm coffee
about this and about that
and about who's f***ing who
but all that doesn't mean a damn thing to me
and though blind i may be
some things even i see
and in times like these i wish no one harm
but i also wish to be left alone
to just be
screwed-up old me...
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